Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

The cages were hung on the outer wall, swaying in the cold and biting wind. The long-dead corpses sat in the cages, with their legs stretched out, hanging in the air, and below was the abyss.

This is simply an extreme torture. If you sit here, you will die. If you fall, you will die. The only way to survive is to return to the fortress behind you. However, based on the screams coming from it, I think it is better not to go back. as well.

The piercing screams echoed in the rock corridors of the black fortress and in every prison hidden in the rock wall. The dried blood was solidified on the torture instruments. The blades and spikes were covered with black blood, and there was a skull. Put it on the table, and his lower body is leaning against the cage on the side.

The skeleton was holding a glass of wine in his arms. It looked like he had a good drink before his death, but it must have been a long time ago. After all, you can see that he had become very explicit, and the bottle was covered with thick dust.

Behind him, between the two hanging braziers burning on the wall, the owner of this place was clearly revealed. There was a scarlet letter "I" on the wall.

The black cells of the Inquisition stand on cliffs and cliffs. Of course there are. Do you expect that there will not be a secret base of the Inquisition and their site agents on that planet? Ah, then you may be overthinking it. According to my experience, most planets, even the ones where everything goes well, will have rumors of secret activities of the Inquisition. As for those that really don’t, you can do it yourself. Good luck, because those who take the place of the Inquisition are generally not particularly likable.

The firelight flickered on the wall and reflected on the skeleton. Suddenly, the swaying firelight was blocked by a shadow, and a figure appeared in front of him, raising his hands unsteadily and bowing towards him. bow.

"My Excellency, Vito Constantine, is the judge. Would you mind lending me a sip of your wine?" Vito said, looking at the headless skeleton in the place with a smile. He shrugged, "I Just assume you agree."

He bent down and pulled the wine bottle out of the skeleton's hand, and one of his hands was still attached. "You're so polite, you don't have to give it to me with your own hands." Vito said as he opened it and took a sip. The dusty wine bottle staggered along the prison corridor where the brazier was burning.

His swaying body kept beating around under the surrounding firelight, illuminating the long-dead prisoners in the cells on both sides who were transforming from mummies to skeletons. "This place is really bad. The people in charge don't even clean it up." ?"

As Vito spoke, he came to a door at the end. He held the wine glass and swayed back, then leaned back again and randomly clicked on the interface on the side, but the door never opened.

He watched the door shake, and then saw the skeleton leaning on the door of the cage. He reached out and grabbed his hand, pulled out the skeleton's hand, and swung the severed hand against the panel of the door. After a few casual knocks, the door really made a ticking sound.

"I knew you must know the password, thank you." Vito said, inserting the skeleton's hand back, but the force was a bit too strong, and the skeleton accidentally fell to the ground.

After the door opened, Vito raised his glass and took a sip and walked in. He wandered behind the handrail and looked at Bell, Eisenstein, Loken and Serksos below. They all looked back. He turned around and looked at Vito. The latter raised his wine glass high, took a step towards the steps aside, then stepped on a skeleton that rolled over from the cage outside the door, and then fell down. .

Bell and the others watched him roll down the arc from the top of the stairs, and finally lay on the ground at the bottom. Vito raised one hand, holding the bottle tenaciously, "I'm fine. It was just an accident.”

Loken and Serksos looked at each other, and then watched Vito climb up, holding the wine glass and staggering it to the side. He quickly hit the table on the side and drank again. After taking a sip of wine, he placed it on the table and said, "This wine must have expired."

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at the four Space Marines in front of him who looked at him with strange expressions. They were obviously thinking about what to say in the face of his "accident" just now. Several of them looked at each other, and after holding it in for a long time, Sirk Only then did Soth say, "Good morning, Marshal."

"Good morning, Serksos, Loken, and the big guy." Vito said, looking at Eisenstein wearing a Terminator, staring meaningfully for a long time before saying, Eisenstein raised his eyebrows Eyebrows, "Are you sure you can listen to any slightly more complicated questions this way?"

"Yes, why not? I drank too much of Russ back then, and Ferrus was able to beat the green men normally the next day." Vito said, leaning on the table and sweeping his hands over it. He knocked over many bottles, cans, and knives, causing a clanging sound throughout the room. Then he grabbed a glass of water or another glass of wine and took a sip, then turned around and leaned on the table.

"Tell me, Don, what have you discovered in the past few days?" Vito said in a wavering tone. Eisenstein turned and looked at each other. The latter shrugged helplessly, and then Eisenstein turned and looked again. go back.

"In the past few days, we have visited and investigated the local armed forces, the Planetary Defense Force, the Special Task Force of the Ministry of Justice, and the Church of the Church for allegedly violating the "Sectarian Agreement." It is basically certain that they are sympathetic to the Tau separatism. "They don't have much influence in these units, and they are mainly distributed among gangs, radical student groups and social dissidents in the city."

"Since ancient times, the rebels have been this group of people, but it seems that at least we have good news. We don't have to worry about being shot in the back, right?" Vito smiled and leaned on the table, just trying to stand up. , and then swayed and leaned back.

Eisenstein looked at the "wise but foolish" man and shook his head, "No, I'm sorry that you are going to be disappointed. Although the Tau have little influence among the defense forces and other armed forces, this does not mean that they will fight after the conflict breaks out. Stand firmly on the side of the empire.”

"So, what do you mean, among these guys, are there others who don't like us very much? Let me guess, there are people who don't like the Empire and regard the old bastard as a fool, including mutants and separatists. , local bureaucrats with ulterior motives, and heretics, plus "

"Chaos heretic." Bell suddenly interrupted. Vito looked at him and smiled. He picked up the cup of unknown liquid and took a sip. Then he smiled easily, as if that was simpler than the Tau's problem. It seems like that, but it might be true.

"Yes, souvenirs are found in every world, so there are souvenirs everywhere who want to treat the emperor as air-dried bacon, and they are planning to turn us into air-dried bacon and hang them up."

"Yes." After Eisenstein gave a simple answer, Vito stood up and raised four fingers in front of him, "Let me guess, the main believer here is a wheelchair-bound red-skinned giant?"

Vito looked at Loken, and he shook his head. Vito put away one finger and looked at Serksos, "The one with the blue wriggling octopus?" Serksos also shook his head, and Vito asked again. He put away another finger and looked at Bell, "You're overweight and can't even move, that one who is giggling every day?" He received Bell's shake of his head again.

Vito laughed and put away one of his fingers. Now only one was left standing on his hand. He looked at Eisenstein and smiled, put the hand down, picked up the cup and took another sip. , but the liquid in it was gone. After throwing it away, he started rummaging around on the table and quickly found a glass of transparent liquid with a label on it.

"Sir, that's medical alcohol." Bell kindly reminded him, but Vito just opened it. "I'm a Slav." He said and poured several gulps into his mouth.

"I don't think there is anything to be happy about. The number of followers of Slaanesh will be very large and difficult to be effectively eliminated. In the end, we may be forced to evolve from a war against aliens to a war against Chaos heretics or even demons. war."

Eisenstein said seriously, with such seriousness, "Currently, most of the forces on the planet are mortals. If it evolves into a chaotic war, I'm afraid they will not be reliable."

"Mortals?" Vito asked, and the atmosphere suddenly became quiet. Eisenstein glanced at the brothers around him who also cast hesitant glances, and then remained silent for a moment, "Humans, ordinary people, with all due respect, sir, in the past It seems that the Astra Militarum alone cannot fight against the demons, and their psychic defenses are not enough to face the challenge. "

Everyone understands what Eisenstein means. Most ordinary people will be corrupted as long as they take a look at a demon. As for the Astra Militarum, even if they are battle-hardened, they cannot be called absolutely reliable. The Astra Militarum As a result, rebellions are common, even among the most reliable troops.

Therefore, the Space Marines do not trust the mortal troops. Like Eisenstein, most of them remain suspicious and vigilant, and will even eliminate those mortal troops who have fought against the demons after the war.

After a long time, Loken spoke, intending to ease the awkward atmosphere, "Brother Eisenstein is right. Even if we don't consider other issues, the current Valhalla Legion only has eight regiments, and it seriously lacks navy and heavy weapons. Support, most of the follow-up troops are still on the way, disrupted by subspace."

"And this makes it even more suspicious. Most of the troops are kept out, so if the followers of Slaanesh here rebel and summon daemons, Damocles will be doomed to fall."

"Loken is right. Neither the people of Valhalla nor the local loyal defense forces can stop the possible wave of demonic invasion. And we only have five people, even if we add the Sky Blade."

Bell stopped mid-sentence. He knew that he had almost said the use of Iron Men, and any human being knew the horror of hating intelligence, not to mention that if Chaos corrupted those Iron Men, it would lead to even greater secondary disasters. , then Damocles will not be the only one who is about to suffer.

"Chaos won't be a problem. I'll take care of it. Let them stop shooting at the noseless faces of the Tau instead of our backs when we're shooting at the blue-skinned aliens."

"How to do it?" Eisenstein asked, but Vito did not answer him. He just smiled and walked up, dragging medical alcohol with one hand and swaying from side to side as he walked, "Okay. Gentlemen, I have my mission and you have yours."

Vito walked up, came in front of Eisenstein and patted his chest, "You go find the giant rock, Helen will help, then go up and ask those guys what they are doing here, and, if possible, bring They come to help, as Loken said, we are short of troops, and the Space Marines are valuable support at any time."

"I can understand what you mean, but why me?" Eisenstein asked puzzledly, and Vito shrugged, "Maybe it's Donne's son who has something in common with Raun's son, such as strictness, No sense of humor and a penchant for silence.”

"It would be great if Lancelot was here. He could follow and help Captain Eisenstein." "No, I don't think he can, but you can, take Bell with you."

Vito didn't give Bell a chance to ask anything, and came directly to Serksos and Loken. The two looked at him with strange expressions. The former held the edge of the bottle of medical alcohol with several fingers in one hand. , shaking his head and looking at them both.

"Go and investigate the local gathering places for Chaos believers, clubs, bars and nightclubs. We have a professional who was from Chaos not long ago. He knows how to make the local believers believe that you are emissaries from subspace. , and then tell me not to kill them all in a hurry."

Vito looked at Serksos, who showed a strange expression. Then Vito turned to Loken and pointed at him, "You go with him." "Why?" "Because two Space Marines, More scary than one, remember to paint the armor black."

After speaking, Vito carried the alcohol and walked shaky steps from side to side towards the stairs. When he passed by, he bent down and picked up the bone on the ground. After smelling it, he held it above his head and shook it. "Okay, let's go. Well, the Emperor bless you."

After that, Vito walked up the stairs. As he passed the door, he knocked the button next to the door with the bone in his hand. The door closed immediately, and the person behind the door whistled and walked away, leaving only one person standing at the door. The four people looked at each other in silence.

Vito has a plan, but the problem is, they don't know it. In fact, no one can know it, not even the gods.